theoldguardkinkmeme | Fills Post #2

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Nile wasn’t sure how sneaky they were actually being, but she guessed it was better than coming up in a motor vehicle. The rain had let up for the moment and everything was humid. The forest was alive with birdsong and the whoop of monkeys. It reminded Nile that the dinosaurs they were keeping here weren’t just out of time: they were being introduced to an entirely new ecosystem. If they really wanted to look after them, the park would have to wipe out the ecosystem of the island and cultivate one that resembled that of the Cretaceous. And Jurassic.

She wondered whether Dr diGenova had thought of that, when he’d said unethical. In her book, it certainly was. This wasn’t a small zoo, it was a whole island.

“And you’re totally sure nothing’s going to get out,” Joe was saying to Andy.

“The small ones don’t need electric fences to keep them in, and the big ones – you’d hear them coming, believe me,” said Quỳnh.

“Good. I don’t want to take specialising in therapods as far as getting eaten by one.”

“I wish I could feed Merrick to a therapod,” Andy muttered savagely. “He’d make a good snack for Queenie.”

Nile stopped. The forest noises ahead of them had started to go quiet, and if she listened –

“There’s something coming,” she said. “Running. Can you hear it?”

Everybody looked at her wide-eyed until she said “Humans, I mean, it sounds human,” and then they were all diving off the narrow path. Nile could feel her heart pounding in her ears. Two men came into view. One was Dr diGenova. The other was another white man, a little taller, dressed in the tech dude uniform of black t-shirt and jeans. They were moving very quickly.

“Booker!” Quỳnh stepped out into the track. Joe followed her. The men pulled up abruptly. “What –”

A shot rang out. Nile saw Joe spin around, confused, and went for him, but diGenova was faster; he grabbed him and pulled his torso down. Two more shots.

“This way, move, move, move,” Andy snapped, and they were crashing through the forest, no hope of being silent now. There were shouts behind them. Nile felt her pockets as she ran; nothing, not even a damned pocketknife. She felt shaky and sick like she hadn’t since the first time she’d been shot at, on deployment. They were consulting, this was a dinosaur park, what was going on?

They emerged out of the forest into a clearing – no, into cleared land, along a fence-line. Andy turned along it, and they followed. There’d been no more shots. The shouts were getting louder, maybe. Dr diGenova stumbled, and Nile saw Joe grab his upper arm to steady him. He gave a short, muffled cry. Joe’s hand came away bloody.

“You’ve been shot!”

“Yes,” diGenova said. He was going pale. “I noticed.”

The other man – Booker – swore profusely, or Nile assumed that was what he was doing; her French was more of the my aunt’s pen and where are the toilets? variety.

“Here,” Andy said, stopping at a small gate. She fished a set of keys out of her pocket. “The big ones are electric-only – these are the failsafes – come on.”

“What’s in here?” Booker asked, sounding nervous.

“This is just the pachys, it’s fine,” said Quỳnh. “It’s not even mating season, they don’t care about us.”

“I thought you said they were Alaskacephale,” Joe said.

“For fuck’s sake, can we talk shop later,” said Andy. “Move!”

They piled through, and she locked the gate. “That’ll keep them for a while. Come on, come on…”

“Longer than a while,” Quỳnh panted as they moved down a hill, having to be cautious of their footing. “Keane and his men are all terrified of the animals. They won’t come into an enclosure without vehicles.”

“That’s what I’m hoping,” Andy said.

“We need to stop and look at Dr diGenova’s arm.” Joe was emphatic.

“Nicky,” said diGenova. “Only the people who are shooting at us need to keep calling me Dr diGenova.”

“Okay, Nicky,” Joe said, flashing him a grin. Nile shook her head, but only internally.

It was starting to rain again.

“I can’t hear anyone,” Nile said, when they reached the bottom of the slope and started moving along the edge of a wetland. “Haven’t for – five minutes now? Maybe ten?”

“Good,” said Andy. The walkie-talkie in Quỳnh’s pocket crackled. “Dr Ngo? Dr Ngo, can you please confirm your location? We need all staff to –”

They never got to hear what they were telling all staff to do, because Booker grabbed it and chucked it into the wetland. It sank between two patches of reeds.

“Hey!” Andy protested.

“They have GPS,” Booker said. “Sorry. I didn’t think of that until now. I don’t know if they will, if I’m not there, but…”

“You run IT?” Nile asked him.

“Uh, yeah.” He gave her an uncertain smile, running his hand through his wet hair.
“Although I suspect not for much longer.”

Joe had taken Quỳnh’s sodden lab coat off her and was tearing strips off it, winding them around Dr diGenova’s arm. “Anybody who’s got more medical training, now’s your chance – I’ve just got a field qualification.”

diGenova – Nicky – raised his good arm. “I trained as a doctor before I went into bioethics. But field first aid is more relevant, probably, if you’ve re-trained recently.”

“Now I feel self-conscious,” Joe joked, but he was already fashioning a sling. “Here you go.”

“Five minutes to get our breath back,” Andy said. “Then we need to keep moving.”

“Where are we going?” Nile asked her.

She bit her lip. “There’s a rest hut in the Camarasaurus paddock. We can cut through the azhdarchid enclosure…I don’t want to head straight for the dock. Too obvious.”

“This is fucked up.”

“This is a little my fault,” Booker said. “I was calling my family outside the monitored calls – yes, Merrick had us monitor calls to family, he’s nuts about secrecy. I thought I was being clever. But apparently Keane knew about it, and when I went to check on Dr – on Nicky here, that convinced them that there was some sort of conspiracy.”

“Aw, jeez, Book,” said Andy. “You were not being clever.”

“Not all of us have our wives working here alongside us!”

“You’re divorced!”

“Doesn’t mean I don’t want to speak to the kids when I can.”

Something big moved in the wetland. Nile jumped backwards a step. It came into view; a pachycephalosaurid. They’d seen one on the tour. Up close, it was even more incredible. The big brown eyes, the bright greens and browns of its hide. It was so clearly alive and so clearly like nothing living – nothing that had lived in the last seventy-odd million years. It wasn’t paying any attention to them, browsing on the vegetation. There were others behind it.

“Time to keep moving,” Andy said.

Joe flexed his fingers. “I wish I had my notebook. Alright. Nicky, say if you’re not feeling well.”

“I’ll be fine,” Nicky said, sounding a little terse for the first time, but the smile he gave Joe was appreciative. In more than one sense.

“You know,” Quỳnh said, “Merrick always seemed to me like someone who would do the whole ‘most dangerous game’ thing if he thought he could get away with it, but I didn’t think that was literal.”

“What I’m hoping,” Andy said as they started to move, “is that in a few hours cooler heads will have prevailed.”

“That’s what you were saying before they started shooting,” said Joe.

“I think Mr Merrick is the kind of man who doubles down on his mistakes,” Nicky said, softly. “Not the kind who thinks better of them.”

“Cheerful,” Booker said, with heavy sarcasm.

Low booming noises were rising from the wetland, to their left and behind them.

“It’s just the pachys,” Quỳnh said. “They like to talk to each other.”

“Glad someone’s having fun,” said Joe. The rain was getting heavier.

I love this story so much. It’s rich and fascinating and a whole lot of fun.

You are an absolute genius.

> Joe had taken Quỳnh’s sodden lab coat off her and was tearing strips off it, winding them around Dr diGenova’s arm. “Anybody who’s got more medical training, now’s your chance – I’ve just got a field qualification.”
> diGenova – Nicky – raised his good arm. “I trained as a doctor before I went into bioethics. But field first aid is more relevant, probably, if you’ve re-trained recently.”

I absolutely loved this part!

This is so damn fun!

Each character is perfect. I love it. And your humor is so great.

“It’s just the pachys,” Quỳnh said. “They like to talk to each other.”

“Glad someone’s having fun,” said Joe.

I laughed out loud : )

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